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your mom half the time and we can travel.
Exactly, Bryce had replied. The kid’s just a pawn anyway. But I’ll be damned if Sarah gets to win.
I felt a coldness settle over me that was deeper than any winter. It wasn’t just evidence; it was a revelation. Bryce didn’t want Eli. He wanted to defeat me. My son was nothing more than a chess piece in a game continue reading …
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